The pilot in the cockpit's face showed nothing but fear -- pure fear -- his eyes dancing across the dash of the fighter, analyzing, questioning, picking apart the situation as he had been trained to do and trying to figure out what was going on. Who was this little girl, and how had she stopped the fighter!? WHAT WAS HAPPENING!? HE HAD TO COMPLETE HIS MISSION. HE HAD TO -- NO!
He quickly pressed down on a button in the dash and the entire fighter exploded with a huge mass, hopefully enough to take out the girl.